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Abysmal darkness paints my surroundings
The heart races like an earthquake and every beat opens cracks on the ground
I will no longer pursue what was not meant for me
A palace of grief and rejection doomed to crumble.

The perception of this reality is fading
Is this what I really want? Is this how it's going to end?

To rise you need to descend or at least it's what they say
Abandon this sinking vessel on the bottom
The shadows are turning red under the black sun

My ashes will feed the eternal order
Pain is a little stronger now but soon there will be
Enough room for the golden ecstasy